The Forging Of A Ring

[Watyll 1104]

 

 

It was mid-afternoon when the motley gathering came together in the courtyard of Ebermoor's compound. Two of the servants of Ikuras, neither of them raised to that divine rank of Horseman, and their master, The Nightmare Weaver, who in another life was called Kknotos. 

 

 

Floating gently in the courtyard, the Nightmare Weaver did not speak a word, but made its wishes clear to its servants through other means. They followed it out of the courtyard and to their destination. There was a small Raevir town on the outskirts of the swamp. Why the Highlanders had built their town in the shadow of one of the greatest gatherings of evil in the world, none could guess. But their folly would prove their undoing. Through trickery, three victims were claimed from the village, each were bound and rendered unconscious. The Nightmare Weaver smiled to see such helplessness. The victims were dragged back to Ebermoor. It was now time for the fulfillment of a goal.

The three sacrifices were laid on top of each other, their bodies turned 120 degrees away from the other, making a symmetrical shape. The center of this shape was the victims' hearts. Each heart was perfectly aligned with the one above it. The Nightmare Weaver waited for the three to wake up, then proceeded. It reached into its cloak, revealing two objects. One was a black iron spike. 

 

 

The other, a glowing green orb.

 

 

The Nightmare Weaver had secreted away this orb, along with its two brothers, when it was still known as Kknotos. The orb hummed with druidic energy, sapped from the great druid Ouity when he was in chains in the dark tower of Kknotos's quandary. His companions thought they had won that day, but Kknotos had gotten what he wanted. The Nightmare Weaver raised the two objects aloft, over its horned head, and brang them together. The green energy of life slowly seeped into the iron spike, melding with it. All that was left of the orb was a harmless chunk of obsidian, which the Weaver discarded. The iron spike now glowed emerald. The Nightmare Weaver stepped forward to the three victims, cutting itself with the black iron. Its blood dripped onto the ground. 

 

"Blothr zu al'udolin."

 

it uttered, walking around the victims. Its blood formed a crude circle around the three. The Weaver stepped back as a wind began to blow from parts unknown. The Nightmare Weaver took a deep breath, speaking in a rasping voice. 

 

"Ikuras, giffmy vovarrd do'sek chelion-ka!"

 

Dark clouds boiled, blowing in over the swamp. They roiled and pitched angrily. The circle of blood burst into flame. The Weaver stepped through the flames, and they parted for it. It held aloft the iron spike, as it spoke again. 

 

"Ikuras, giffmy vovarrd do'sek chelion-ka!"

 

The victims looked up in helpless fear as their muscles froze. Those outside the circle became paralyzed, unable to move as they watched the sacrifice. The flames burst upwards, higher into the air. A dark funnel descended from the clouds, touching down violently with a thump over the circle of blood. 

 

 

The Weaver raised the iron spike high overhead as he spoke in a voice that was not its own, but many voices at once. 

 

"Ikuras, giffmy vovarrd do'sek chelion-ka!"

 

He plunged the iron spike downwards, skewing all three hearts in one motion. There was a massive explosion of heat and light as the funnel cloud burst outwards along with the flames. The servants of Ikuras who had gathered outside the circle were blown off their feet instantly, thrown bodily through the air. Every window of the tower exploded inwards, shattering from the force. The boom echoed for miles. 

The dark clouds overhead blew away. The dust cleared. The Nightmare Weaver stood alone in the circle. The three bodies were gone. In its hand the bloody black iron spike now glowed a ghastly, corrupted green. The Nightmare Weaver turned to one of its servants, who was a blacksmith by trade. It made its intentions clear. The blacksmith nodded, leading the Weaver out of the tower.

 

~~~

 

Hours later, with the pounding of hammer and anvil ringing through the forge, it was done. The iron spike had been transformed into a gleaming ring. It would fit snugly on the finger of any who dared to put it on. The Weaver took it up gently, noting with approval the sigil that had been placed upon it. It did not put the ring on, though. The ring was not meant for the Weaver.

 

The First Ring had been forged.

 

[Lark 2227]

((2sp00ky))

[EndlessWord 10]

*Mortis (ghoul) looks at the ring from across the courtyard as it glows sickly in the Weaver's hands. He then turns back to the severed arm biting hard into the still warm flesh unconcerned by the rings creation, and engulfed in his own hunger.

 

[Detective 101]

The beginning of more countless suffering and betrayal has been forged.

 

 

((By the way, I saw two washing machines in the top right corner part of the ring...))

[Watyll 1104]

The beginning of more countless suffering and betrayal has been forged.

 

 

((By the way, I saw two washing machines in the top right corner part of the ring...))

 

((Did you mean torture machines c; ?

[Mephistophelian 977]

((Did you mean torture machines c; ?

((Stick a head in there, switch it on...boom, torture. Provided the head is still attached to the body. ))

[Endovelicus 613]

((Ash nazg durbatulúk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulúk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul. If you know what that means, well, you're my hero,))

[Watyll 1104]

((Ash nazg durbatulúk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulúk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul. If you know what that means, well, you're my hero,))

 

((One ring to rule them all, one ring to bind them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.))

[Viper3X 1056]

((One ring to rule them all, one ring to bind them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.))

((One ring to "find" them, not "bind" them))

[Endovelicus 613]

((One ring to rule them all, one ring to bind them, one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.))

((Well you were close...))

[Watyll 1104]

((One ring to "find" them, not "bind" them))

((And with that, one of the few things I could be proud of in life is crushed before my eyes :(

[SteelMarshall 190]

((One ring to "find" them, not "bind" them))

((NOT true, at least in direct translation. In the mordor black speech 'krimp' means bind. Krimpatul is in the black speech engraving, which means to bind them. Orcs ftw))

[Viper3X 1056]

((NOT true, at least in direct translation. In the mordor black speech 'krimp' means bind. Krimpatul is in the black speech engraving, which means to bind them. Orcs ftw))

(("One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them"

The bold words are the correct words. I was correcting the first bold word where he had "bind" instead of "find". Bind comes at the end of the inscription.))

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

(("One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them"

The bold words are the correct words. I was correcting the first bold word where he had "bind" instead of "find". Bind comes at the end of the inscription.))

((Don't argue, he has memorized Black Speech. You will lose 8/8 times))

[SteelMarshall 190]

(("One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them"

The bold words are the correct words. I was correcting the first bold word where he had "bind" instead of "find". Bind comes at the end of the inscription.))

((Ah, I thought you were referring to the second time it was used. My bad, carry on... But don't think I don't got my eye on you))